Two Little Boys

While I was browsing at the Internet cafe, I looked up and saw that I had chosen terminal number 69. Then a song by Rolf Harris called "Two Little Boys" popped in my head.

I note the song was recorded in 1969. How bizzarre! Maybe, there is a message the Universe wants me to hear. Anyway, following is some background information of the song and the lyrics.

With love,Enocia

Two Little Boys

In 1969, during a tour of Arnhem Land with his wife and daughter, Rolf briefly stayed with a man called Ted Egan. Ted sung him this song, which Rolf recorded on tape. When he got back to England and talked his television producer into using the song, Rolf discovered he had lost the tape! Rolf rang Ted, twelve thousand miles away in Canberra, and got him to sing the song over the phone. Alan Braden arranged the song for the TV show, and the audience reaction was so marvellous that Rolf decided to record it. This song was top of the hit parade for seven weeks over Christmas 1969.

Two little boys had two little toysEach had a wooden horseGaily they played each summer's dayWarriors both of courseOne little chap then had a mishapBroke off his horse's headWept for his toy then cried with joyAs his young playmate said

Did you think I would leave you cryingWhen there's room on my horse for twoClimb up here Jack and don't be cryingI can go just as fast with twoWhen we grow up we'll both be soldiersAnd our horses will not be toysAnd I wonder if we'll rememberWhen we were two little boys

Long years had passed, war came so fastBravely they marched awayCannon roared loud, and in the mad crowdWounded and dying layUp goes a shout, a horse dashes outOut from the ranks so blueGallops away to where Joe layThen came a voice he knew

Did you think I would leave you dyingWhen there's room on my horse for twoClimb up here Joe, we'll soon be flyingI can go just as fast with twoDid you say Joe I'm all a-tremblePerhaps it's the battle's noiseBut I think it's that I rememberWhen we were two little boys

Do you think I would leave you dyingThere's room on my horse for twoClimb up here Joe, we'll soon by flyingBack to the ranks so blueCan you feel Joe I'm all a tremblePerhaps it's the battle's noiseBut I think it's that I rememberWhen we were two little boys Two Little Boys